hello this is a friend of mine. name is remember, remember has a hat, black hat,

jumps into the hat --> watch carefully.....

wow remember disappeared!!! bet you can't figure out if it ever actually happened, ay?!

Will-o-wisps of wonderment
For sure they dance around
Then, too, be there strings of twine
To leash obsidien'd crown

Look out across at the standing masses, see.
Stagnant twinkled smiles, goldless false shine.
Homeless standing upon wastelands.
Playing games, wasting time with this and that as it were.
While here from atop mountains.
This here is for the real time walkers.
Walking forward with shadows abreast and fires astern.
Here is the den where lions lie.
Here be dragons

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It's like the long lonely shadows on an arid land sunset that dance and wander over the ups and the downs of the dunes,
when the escapee feelings creep in and out of me.

There they sneak and catch me upon the back of my shoulders like long melenki pale boney fingers all tickly and cold and sharp and tip toeing like needles and nails up my neck and into the locks and dark curly strands of my hair with all the ants and the spiders that follow along to make the shivers of ghost go through me.

A smokey dark grasp on my guts and in my breath and in my eyes that be made of all the things from every other else where and made of the lights that shine into my eyes but lights are only for looking way way past.

Its the cold blue white chill creeping up from my ankles to quicken my exiting steps and the comfortable familiar suffocating air that awakens me to the drowning in my surroundings.

At that time,
when be we all of me here,
then at that time,
it may be the beginning of yellow paves and ruby reds - to oh so slowly go - out to the there and back again.